Sender: MaiDonna@aol.com Recipient: GMaisley62@aol.com Subject: Donna Sent: November 20, 2018 20:22
Hi Dad.
I know, it's been a long time since we've spoken, and I'm sorry for dropping off the face of the earth in 2006. I want you to know that I am alive and well. Considerably less than successful, but I'm happy, and safe.
I've fallen from grace a good bit, and I'm sure you want to know what's happened over the past 12 years. I've graduated from college and got my bachelor's, but since then it's rarely been brought up.
My first mistake was in financial support. I didn't have my degree yet, and I didn't dare face the general public in a fast food mart or a shopping center. For some reason, that attracted me to a strip club. It paid well, it carried me through all four years. After college, I set right out. Jobs flew by, so stripping was still my main source of money.
In time, I found a guy who called himself Pencil. He said I'd be better in front of the camera than just doing makeup, so he had me modeling for his picture studio for about five months. He built himself up as someone I could trust. He seemed to care, much more than any previous boss, and valued my autonomy. After five months, though, he just vanished. I bring him up because he's important later.
I landed myself a lot of jobs advertising myself as a makeup artist after Pencil left. I finally got one that stuck, and left the club for good. It lasted a year.
By now, I was well convinced that my body was more valuable than my skills. I couldn't just go back to the club, however. I made it flamboyantly clear that I was resigning. I'm not proud of the next three years, and it pains me to tell you the things I did. Prostitution, which introduced me to cocaine, which got me careless and pregnant. Thankfully the pregnancy pulled me out of this haze, and in my moment of clarity I decided that this wasn't the life I wanted. I didn't want to drop on you with how bad it had gotten, so I aborted the baby and started hunting down Pencil.
I found out about his new operation, it's called Pencil Studios, and it's in a really new town called San Antonio Rodriguez. I'll send you a google maps link if you ever want to visit. I am a makeup artist now, and in San Antonio Rodriguez I'm provided a home, a job, a fallback, and benefits like you wouldn't believe.
I'm sorry again, for disappearing in 2006. Just know I'm in a good place now. I'd love to see you again, either back home in Gary, or here in SAR.